Peterick One Shots

Blue Eyes: Part 1

"Hey Patrick man call back when you can I'm getting worried" I hung up throwing my phone at the wall, that was my fifth voicemail and he hasn't answered.

What if something's wrong, what if he's hurt. I started shaking getting a second panic attack in only an hour from being scared and worried then my phone rang,

I jumped up and ran to the broken device picking it up and sliding the answer button giving me a cut on my finger but I didn't care, "Patrick!?" I yelled into the phone,

"Is this mr wentz? I'm calling from the Los Angeles emergency room. A Mr Patrick stump was in a car accident a very bad one, he has a broken rib, broken leg, sprained arm along with a concussion and he has cuts and bruises all over his body. We contacted you from his phone because you kept leaving him calls, come to the hospital when you get the chance, we need someone here to keep him on life support he's in a coma" And then the line went dead and my whole world ended.

My Patrick is hurt. I put on my shoes not even caring about my shitty clothes and hair, I just had to get to him.

I caught the bus all the way down to the hospital, once I got there I ran inside to the front desk, "Hi I'm Pete wentz I'm here for Patrick stump"

The lady nodded looking through her computer, "Room 201 on the second floor" She said,

I thanked her and ran to the elevator pressing the button like who knows how many times, "It's taking forever" I groaned, "Um sir that's the down arrow" A lady said next to me as she pushed the up arrow and the elevator doors opened, "Oh" I was embarrassed as we got on the elevator and I quickly pushed the second floor.

"Sorry I'm nervous." I whispered as the doors opened, she gave me a sweet smile before I got out and the doors closed again.

I took a deep breath and it took me all my might not to run to Patrick's room. I sped walked all the way down the hall until I found room 201, I put my hand on the doorknob taking a deep breath before turning it opening the door.

I sighed sadly as there lay my beautiful Patrick all beaten up with tubes and wires coming out of his chest and arms and everything. He looked so dead.

His beautiful pale skin was only paler now, those plump skinny pink lips were now purple kind of, his beautiful reddish blonde hair was all sweaty and in his eyes, the eyes that weren't open.....the crystal blue I love so much, who knows when I'll ever see them again....

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Cliffhanger, maybe I'll continue it who knows it depends if you guys like it. I don't even know where it's going anyways but it seems good.

Anyways bye nemos!

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